Jul 8, 2025
Room 313
Jack was a solo traveler who never believed in ghosts.While checking into an old Victorian-style hotel, he asked for the cheapest room available.The receptionist hesitated.“Room 313 is vacant... but we don’t usually rent it.”“Why?” Jack asked, amused.The receptionist replied softly:“It’s not safe at night.”Jack laughed it off and checked in anyway. The room smelled of damp wood and old carpet.At 3:13 a.m., Jack sent one last text to his friend:“Something is knocking from under the bed. It says it used to be me.”The next morning, the hotel staff unlocked the room—but Jack was gone. The bed was untouched, but the mirror… showed two beds reflected, even though there was only one in the room.
